Page 30 of Awakened Destiny (The Dark Ascendant #3)

Brigid

The door clicks shut, and the sound echoes in the sudden stillness of the room. The air shifts, and I feel it in every nerve ending. I realize I ’ m holding my breath as the space between us—Lochan, Callen, and me—seems to shrink, folding in on itself until it ’ s just the three of us, bound by something deeper than words. My skin tingles, alive with anticipation, and I press my thighs together, trying to steady the tremor that runs through me.

Lochan ’ s gaze is heavy, unrelenting, his hazel eyes darkening as they lock onto mine. He doesn ’ t move, but I feel him anyway. His arms are still crossed, muscles taut under his shirt, and I can almost taste the restraint he ’ s holding onto. It makes my stomach flip, that tension in him, knowing how tightly he ’ s holding himself. How much he wants to let go.

Callen is different. He leans casually against the wall, one hand in his pocket. But there ’ s nothing casual about the way he watches me.

I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry. Callen pushes off the wall and moves towards me with that fluid grace of his. His pale blue eyes never leave mine as he reaches out, fingers gentle as they brush a lock of hair from my face.

"You okay, darling?" His voice is soft.

I nod, unable to find words. His touch grounds me, reminding me of the bond we share. It's not just desire—it's strength, comfort, understanding.

Callen's thumb traces my cheekbone. "You're trembling."

"I'm fine," I manage. "Just a lot happened today."

He nods, understanding in his eyes. Behind him, Lochan shifts, and I feel the energy in the room change again.

Lochan moves forward, his large frame filling my vision. He takes my hand in his, rough calluses against my skin. "Come here," he says, voice low and gravelly.

I obey without hesitation.

"What now?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

Callen smiles, a carnivorous edge to it. "Now, darling, we take care of you."

I take a deep breath, letting the tension of the day start to melt away. This isn't just about sex. It's about reclaiming myself, my agency. After everything that's happened, I need this connection.

"I want that," I say, my voice stronger now. "I want you both."

Lochan cups my face in his large hands. "Are you sure?"

I nod, leaning into his touch. "I'm sure."

Callen moves behind me, his hands on my shoulders. "Tell us what you need, Brigid."

His breath tickles my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensations—Lochan's rough palms, Callen's nimble fingers.

"I need to feel... present. Real." I open my eyes, meeting Lochan's intense gaze. "Make me forget everything else."

Lochan leans in, his lips brushing mine. "We can do that."

The kiss deepens, and I lose myself in it. Callen's hands slide down my arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Beautiful," Callen murmurs.

I break the kiss, turning to look at him.

"Both of you," I say. "I want to feel both of you."

Lochan growls low in his throat. "Tell us how."

I bite my lip, heat pooling low. "Touch me. Everywhere. Own me."

Callen's fingers find the hem of my shirt, slowly inching it upward. "Like this?" he asks, voice husky.

I nod, lifting my arms as he pulls the fabric over my head. The cool air hits my skin, making me shiver.

Lochan's eyes darken as he takes in my exposed flesh. His hands move to my waist, thumbs tracing circles on my hipbones. "And this?"

"Yes," I breathe.

They work in tandem, undressing me with aching slowness. Each brush of their fingers ignites sparks under my skin. Soon I'm standing naked before them, vulnerable yet empowered.

"You're gorgeous," Callen says, running a hand down my spine.

Lochan nods in agreement, his gaze hungry. "Perfect."

I reach for them, but Callen catches my wrists. "Not yet, darling. This is about you."

He guides me backwards until my legs hit the bed. I sit, looking up at them both still fully clothed.

"Lie back," Lochan commands softly.

I obey, my heart racing as they join me on the bed. Callen's lips find my neck while Lochan's hands explore my breasts.

"Oh," I gasp as Lochan's thumb brushes my nipple.

Callen chuckles against my skin. "Sensitive, are we?"

I nod, words failing me as their touches grow bolder. Lochan's mouth replaces his hand on my breast, teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Callen's fingers trail lower, teasing along my inner thigh.

"Please," I whimper, the need for them tight in my core.

"Please what?" Callen asks, fingertips just barely brushing the sensitive place between my legs.

Suddenly, Callen pulls away. Before I can protest, he's tugging me across his lap.

"I think," he says, voice playful, "you need this first."

His hand comes down on my ass with a sharp crack. I yelp, more from surprise than pain.

"Color?" Callen asks.

"Green," I breathe. "So green."

I hear Lochan groan, and I risk a glance up to see him standing there, adjusting himself, his erection huge and obvious. My cheeks color with the awareness of what he ’ s witnessing as I ’ m naked, laid across Callen ’ s lap as he spanks me.

Callen ’ s hand comes down again, the sharp sting followed by a warmth that spreads through me, making me arch into his touch. I bite my lip, a whimper escaping as he lands another smack, this one harder, more deliberate. My skin burns, but it ’ s a good burn, one that makes me feel alive, grounded in the moment.

"That ’ s it," Callen murmurs, his voice thick with approval. "Take it for me."

I nod, my breath hitching as his hand falls again and again, each strike sending ripples of pleasure and pain through me. My body responds instinctively, writhing against him, seeking more of that delicious tension. Lochan watches from above, his eyes nearly black with desire. He ’ s still fully clothed, but I can see the way his hands clench at his sides, the way he ’ s holding himself back.

When Callen finally stops, my ass is throbbing, and I feel raw, exposed in the best way possible. He runs his fingers over the heated skin, soothing the sting with gentle strokes that make me quiver.

"Good girl," he whispers, leaning down to press a kiss to my shoulder. "So beautiful like this."

I feel his hand glide downwards, then dip in between my legs. I gasp as I feel him push two fingers swiftly inside me before withdrawing just as quickly.

Callen holds up his hand. “ Look how wet this makes our girl, Lochan.”

Lochan steps forward then, his presence commanding as he takes in the sight of me, naked and vulnerable over Callen's lap. He reaches out, tracing a finger over my heated cheek, his gaze softening.

"Are you ready for me, Brigid?" he growls, his voice low and primal.

I nod, biting my lip.

“ On the bed,” he commands.

Callen helps me stand up, steadying me on my wobbling legs. With his help, I climb up onto the bed, allowing him to position me on all fours. I feel Lochan ’ s hands on my shoulders, and he pushes me down so that my face is close to the bed, but my ass is up in the air.

“ So beautiful,” Callen murmurs, as he comes up beside me.

I feel the mattress sinking as Lochan takes his place behind me. I hear a zipper and then the rustling of clothes being pushed down, then his hands grip my hips, pulling me back towards him. There's a moment of resistance, but I ’ m so wet that when he thrusts forward it fills me completely in one motion. I cry out, my nails digging into the sheets as he starts to move, rough and unyielding.

Callen's hands are gentle on my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples until they ’ re hard and aching. His mouth finds mine, his tongue sweeping inside as he kisses me deeply, swallowing my moans.

Lochan's thrusts become more frenzied, his hips slapping against my sore bottom. It hurts, but it's a good hurt, one that only adds to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me. I feel myself edging closer to the edge, my body tensing as I prepare to fall.

“ Let go, Brigid,” Callen whispers against my lips. "Give yourself to us."

And so I do. I let go, surrendering to the sensations, to the two men who I trust implicitly. I cry out as I come, my body shuddering with the force of it. Lochan's thrusts slow but don ’ t stop as he works me through every last contraction of my climax.

Callen brushes the hair away from my face, his eyes full of heat. "You're ours, Brigid," he whispers.

My body still trembles from the force of my release as Callen's lips find mine. His hands continue to tease my sensitive nipples, sending shots of pleasure through me. Lochan, still buried deep inside me, withdraws slowly, only to thrust back in, making me gasp.

"One more, love," Callen murmurs against my lips, his eyes full of desire and something more profound, something that makes my heart flutter.

I nod. I trust them, these two men who have become my protectors, my lovers. I trust them with my body, my heart, and my fears. As Lochan's pace quickens, I feel another orgasm building.

Callen's fingers find my clit, circling and teasing. I moan, my head falling forward as I surrender to the sensation.

"Now, Brigid," Callen commands, his voice husky. "Come for us now."

And I do. I shatter, my body convulsing as I cry out.

Callen's lips are on my neck, his breath warm against my skin.

We stay like that for a moment. Then, Lochan withdraws, leaving me feeling empty, but I don ’ t have time to think about it. My limbs feel heavy, like I ’ m underwater, and I let Callen and Lochan position me how they want me.

Callen lays back on the bed, his eyes glittering with anticipation. Lochan guides me to straddle Callen, my knees on either side of his hips. I can feel Callen's hard length beneath me, and I lower myself onto him until I ’ m fully seated, gasping as he fills me.

Lochan's hands are on my hips, guiding my movements. I start to rock back and forth, each movement sending waves of pleasure through me. Callen's hands reach up to cup my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. I lean forward, my hands braced on Callen's chest, giving Lochan access to my body.

I feel Lochan's warmth behind me, then his hands spreading my cheeks apart. He's spreading something wet and cool over my unfilled hole, his fingers circling my tight ring, and I tense as I feel his finger work its way inside. He pulls it out then plunges it back in, this time with a second.

“ Oh!” My eyes go wide, and Callen smirks as I hear Lochan chuckle.

Callen ’ s cock twitches inside me, but neither of us moves. He keeps his hands on my breasts, kneading and squeezing, thumbs rubbing over my nipples.

Lochan removes his fingers, then I feel the tip of his cock press against me. He pauses, giving me a moment to adjust, then slowly pushes inside me.

The sensation is overwhelming, but not unpleasant. I feel stretched, full, and incredibly turned on. Lochan starts to move, pulling out and pushing back in, his pace slow and deliberate. Callen lifts his hips and matches his rhythm, and I'm caught in the middle, filled by both of them.

Their hands are everywhere, touching, teasing, claiming. I've never felt so desired, so wanted. It's intense, overwhelming, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Lochan speeds up, his thrusts becoming harder, more primal. I can feel Callen's grip on my hips tightening, his thrusts becoming deeper. Their rhythm pushes me closer and closer to the edge.

“ Come for us, Brigid.” Lochan isn ’ t asking, he ’ s commanding.

Callen moves one hand between us and finds my clit. He works it as he and Lochan continue to fuck me in complete sync. I ’ m no longer in my body and I feel like I ’ m in another world, overwhelmed by all the sensation and how good they feel.

Callen ’ s thrusts become erratic, then I feel a rush of hot liquid as he fills me. I feel Lochan's warmth inside me as he climaxes at the same time. The sensation of both men filling me so completely sends me over the edge, and my pussy clenches rhythmically over and over as I come with them.

I collapse forward, my head on Callen's chest.

We lay there for a moment, our breathing heavy, our bodies slick with sweat. Then, Callen gently lifts me off him, his hands soft and gentle. Lochan pulls out, and I feel a momentary sense of loss. But then, they're both there, their arms around me, their lips on my skin.

“You did so well,” Lochan murmurs, his voice low and soothing.

I lean into him, feeling his warmth and strength surround me. His words of praise and acceptance wrap around me like a blanket, chasing away the last lingering traces of anxiety. I feel safe, cherished, and loved.

Callen presses a gentle kiss on my shoulder, his lips soft and tender. “ You were amazing, Brigid. I ’ ve never felt anything like that before.”

His words fill me with a sense of pride and belonging. I know that what we just shared was more than just a physical act—it was an affirmation of our bond, a declaration of our connection.

Together, they settle me back into bed, their touches gentle and reassuring. Lochan pulls the covers up around us, and Callen tucks me in against his chest. I feel cocooned, protected, and safe as they hold me close.

With that thought, I drift off to sleep, feeling content and loved.